Do you want to become a successful blogger?

What do you want to write about?

It’s a simple question with a complex answer.

Often, whenever a writer sits down to write they have a list of topics they need to discuss. Maybe their job is to describe movies or politics. Perhaps it’s a review on the latest restaurant opening or a revival on an old family classic that sits like a hidden gem in Society Hill. A writer has only one job. That job is to tell a story.

Writers use all these visual tools to evoke emotion. We use a turn of phrase, commas, sometimes in so many places, acting like a dramatic pause and breath in between phrases (like this). Writers have deadlines, just like every job. The task at hand is not to count the registers at the end of closing, ensuring that there was no slight of hand. For writers, our task is to address the slight of hand; its blood-soaked aftermath. We attack it. We analyze it. We dissect it.

When you sit down to write, do you just let the keys take you? Do your fingers linger on the keys, thumping down beat by beat until you have one page filled with red underline marks because you couldn’t be bothered with spellcheck? Do you force yourself to write about the things that speak to you – the phrases that are bold because the thoughts you own are bold?

What kinds of stories do you enjoy reading?

There are many aspects of writing. As an English major, I’ve covered all the aesthetics. What I think a writer’s most daunting responsibility to the public remains to be is to tell your story with integrity – and by that, I mean telling a story wholly and unforgivably honest. We read the work of others because it connects with us on a personal and spiritual level. If I’m writing to you about body confidence, then why not tell you exactly how much I weigh? If I’m writing to you about the woes of my divorce, then why not tell you about the things that go awry? If I’m writing to you about the bitterness of grief, allow me to wash those emotions over you; let me dunk you.

It’s okay if your writing doesn’t match up to the impeccable structure of an 1847’s clad Emily Bronte, or doesn’t fit into the Modernist musings of a disillusioned F. Scott Fitzgerald. Like Holden Caufield you can be unsure of your next move, pondering the construct of your very existence. All of those emotions belong to the written word. Pen and paper is the window to the soul, along with mint chocolate chip ice cream and globs of cheddar cheese. Emotions are what drive the story, motivate it to keep flickering well after the final page. Our experiences are derivative of what we write when we sit down on the other end of a computer, staring into a glowing white screen that often, writers look as an empty canvas, a way to start again.

Ask yourself: What do you want to write about?

Why Should You Become a Blogger?

What is the story that you just need to tell, to share with the world that is unique to only you? In the world of blogging, there will be millions upon millions of other individuals who will want to share the same broken, inspiring tale as the one that’s eager to bleed off your fingertips. Drive the story home from emotion. Capture those experiences, twist them until they’ve churned out a story worth telling.

What Social Media and SEO Promotion I Can Offer

If you’re ever interested in sharing a story: of losing a parent, a loved one, relationships, miscarriages, and infertility (just to name a few) I’d love to hear it. I will promote your content on my website and personal social media accounts, link it to my Mogul profile which has 700 followers and add SEO promotion that will help garner traffic and increase your Google ranking. I will allow backlinks to your personal website. I am a full-time writer and Content Marketing Strategist who works exclusively with SEO, backlinking and writing promotional content that will foster audience engagement.

All I ask before you submit a request to post with me is to think about this:

What do you want to write about?

I’ve found success by writing about what I know. There’s a famous line in the cheeky Drew Barrymore film, “Never Been Kissed” that says, “Somebody once said, “To write well, you have to write what you know.” Well, here is what I know…”

That Somebody was Mark Twain, father of American Literature.

My words have chronicled the various musings of my past and had it not been for those bitter experiences, I often question if I’d be sitting here, clanging away at a keyboard, restless over what to type, what to say, because my thoughts cascade over me like Niagara Falls. In the depth of sadness, confusion, despair, I found hope, flickering long enough until I grabbed hold of it. Like Holden Caufield, those words are “…running and they don’t look where they’re going, I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.”

I’ve committed my life to being candid with my audience because that’s the relationship we’ve developed. They’ve been there to hold me, like a catcher in the rye, catching me as I fell from a bitter divorce, overcame emotional abuse and post-traumatic stress disorder, falling in love, being scared to date, afraid of my own vulnerability, my own ache, the stretch of time when I thought I was infertile, to the disastrous realization that my mother has lost her luster as nothing but a memory and decomposing body.

Life is filled with tender, loving moments, but it really blooms after the storm, when the petals are heavy, wet from nature’s burden, still eager to rise up. And they do. They rise up, yearning toward the burning sun, lifting their heads once again because that’s what they’ve always done; will always do.